<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">诗文：玉树临风•小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">美篇号码：515062164</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>图片：来自网络•致谢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">【檐下闲叙】诗文：小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨在瓦上练习写字</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">横是斜的，竖是断的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">墨色漫过窗棂时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">云正把影子挂在檐角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像件洗旧的蓝布衫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">阶前的草踮脚张望</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">叶片托到透明的逗号</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月季把腮红洇进暮色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每片花瓣都藏着半句诗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风经过时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漏出些零星的韵脚</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">碳火在陶炉里打盹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">壶嘴吐着白气</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像谁在说悄悄话</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">玻璃杯里，茶叶舒展腰肢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">沉浮间，泡开一整个春天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有人提起某个诗人的名字</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨就下得更认真了些</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">话题，漫过茶盏边缘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">溅成檐角的冰凌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">或是夏天的流萤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">说平仄的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">指尖沾着花香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">讲意象的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">鬓角落滿了白霜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">突然沉默时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">野花在草丛里写诗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每个词都顶着颗露水的珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">云影移过竹帘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像页被翻开的纸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨停的间隙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝉鸣正酝酿第一声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炉上的水又开始沸腾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">“咕噜”“咕噜”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像在替没说完的句子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">加标点符号</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而那些太阳花与君子兰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">早已把我们的闲谈</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">悄悄缝进了年轮的褶皱里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">茶淡了，再续</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">话稠了，再停</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看云把晚霞泡成另一壶茶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">听雨在远处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">写未完的跋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炉火星子跳了跳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像某个词语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">落在诗行的尽头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">轻轻，烫了个温暖的疤</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">作者：玉树临风•小风、已退休、闲来无事看书、品茶、刷手机、写写小文，梦想成为一个草根作家，照片本人自拍。</span></p>